Shortstack said:
Sandcreek4:
Something else KvM wrote many times and I fully believe; there are enough caches of valuables in every state to keep a person busy for several lifetimes to find. Heck, I know of 2 solid and 1 probable situation that I just kinda "fell" into. Information-wise, that is. One story is about a buried pot the the person SAW while digging it up with his father and uncle, but they were scared off by a very sudden lightning storm......a "hainted" pot as he put it. And, no they never went back. He was 12 years old when it happened and at 73 years old when he told me, his eyes STILL got big as saucers with the telling. He told me where they were.......within a couple of acres. After some further research into the area and after reading somemore about the KGC, I'd ALMOST bet it could be a small satellite cache because of where it is located. No real proof to that though; just a gut feeling. I told my son about it and showed him the area, so that the story won't just die. I'll never get to try the recovery because of the situation at hand.
Okay, I got to tell you my mom has had one of those "gut feelings" about a place too, Shortstack. When she was in 4th grade(10 years old) in 1958, her dad had started looking for arrowheads and took her to a creek in NE Okla. This road she and grandpa went down was a dead-end road. And they drove into a big bottom that was planted with wheat and there were deer all over it. There was a white house that sat upon a hill over looking this creek bottom and field. In front of the house were 2 big cement eagles, side by side, flanking the steps that led up to the house. All embedded in the cement steps to the house were arrowheads. Before you got to the house, and next the road was a huge bluff and painted on the bluff was a big white cross--Probably 9 foot tall.
Out in the middle of the field, near the house, was a slough, and on a tree next to it, hung this little sign that said "Mallard Lake". Across the creek from the cross , was a cave that had soldiers names carved into the walls. The old man that owned the property would sit and watch the road.....and usually you could never make it all the way to the house before he would come meeting you and ask you what your business was. The one time that mom and grandpa made it up the drive to his house, he wanted to know what they were doing and grandpa told him "just arrowhead hunting".
About 5 years after meeting the old man, a newspaper man wanted to do a story on grandpa and his arrowheads. When it came out in the paper, the old man called grandpa up and griped him out for telling people there were arrowheads in the county---He said there would be people crawling all over the place and he didn't want them in there. Grandpa hadn't even found the arrowheads on his place, but he was still very protective of his property and the area.
About 5 miles up the creek from the old mans house, on someone else's land, grandpa had been quail hunting and had lost his dog. While looking for the dog, he found a blind canyon---you couldn't see this canyon from along the creek where he'd been hunting. Up at the head of the canyon was a cave, a huge cave where several horses could probably stand inside. In the floor of the cave, grandpa found an old hinge off a strongbox---Mom said the hinge was probably 20"+ long. He always said it was an outlaws cave. Now, when mom was about 11 yrs old, a distant cousin who read treasure magazines, asked her if she knew of a place in Osage County called "Mallard Lake"?
We often wondered if this old man was hiding something. Grandpa even asked him why he painted that cross on the bluff.......And he told grandpa that a man who had been out looking for his "cows" had fell off that bluff. The old man kept that cross painted, year after year after year. And he also kept the "Mallard Lake" sign freshly painted, too. Mom says she can still remember the feeling of driving off into that valley---it would give her chills. And she always wondered why the old man was watching.
Doesn't that sound like Bob Brewer's book and how the KGC got rid of people because they were looking for "cows" in the wrong spot?! You gotta love old stories like this.